LYRIC FOR SALE

By Ph. Ness

I Left Your Mic On

(R&B / Soul — Gospel-Soul / Southern R&B Ballad)

Intro
I left your mic on.
Green light
beside mine.
Like your voice
might still come through.

Verse 1
First Sunday
since we buried you.
I stood where
we always stood.
Your mic beside me.
My mouth found
the verse we shared.
I sang my line.
Then waited
for yours.

Chorus
I left your mic on —
green light beside mine.
I sang the part
we sang for twenty years.
Then your harmony
didn’t come.
Just my breath.
Just the room.
I left your mic on
like love could keep
your voice alive.

Verse 2
The choir came in
behind me.
Strong.
Full.
Still, I heard
the place you weren’t.
I leaned toward your mic.
My ring touched the grille.
One little sound
through the speakers.
And everybody knew
I was listening for you.

Chorus
I left your mic on —
green light beside mine.
The choir filled
every note but yours.
I reached for
your lower line.
Nothing came.
Just my breath.
Just the room.
I left your mic on
like love could keep
your voice alive.

Bridge
After the last amen,
everybody went home.
I stayed.
Your mic still on.
Mine still on.
I sang your line.
Once.
Then mine.
Tried to make
the harmony myself.
But harmony
needs somebody else.
I stopped singing.
And for the first time,
I let your part
stay empty.

Final Chorus
I left your mic on
as long as I could.
Green light beside mine.
Waiting for a voice
I loved too much
to stop expecting.
Then I reached over.
No prayer.
No song.
No second voice.
Just my hand
and one small switch.
I turned your mic off.
Not your memory.
Not our twenty years.
Just the waiting.

Outro
I stood there
with no music playing.
Said your name.
Then mine.
And walked out
singing my part alone.